The Emperor Father Heard My Thoughts After I Transmigrated into a Book - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I transmigrated into an old-school sweet romance novel called Cherished.

The female lead, Sang Luoluo, was the daughter of the favored consort Sang Yu.

As for me, I was the vicious supporting female character, Sang Luoluo’s nominal younger sister-Qi Qing.

We did not share the same surname.

That was because my Royal Father was a hopeless romantic, a textbook sucker who took over someone else’s mess.

Noble Consort Sang Yu had basically been the moonlight of his youth. Back then, my Royal Father had still been an obscure imperial prince, secretly in love with Sang Yu, who was still the daughter of the prime minister’s household.

Unfortunately, he was banished early on by the old emperor to the godforsaken backwater of Yanyun and granted the not-too-high, not-too-low title of Prince Yan.

Before he left, my pure-hearted Royal Father even climbed over the wall into the rear courtyard of the prime minister’s estate to confess his feelings.

With a single line-“You’re a good person”-Sang Yu shattered my Royal Father’s earnest, painfully naive heart.

Heartbroken, he left the capital and swore never to return.

A few days later, the prime minister’s daughter married General Ji, who controlled more than half of the Qi State’s military forces.

A year later, she gave birth to Ji Luoluo.

At court, the Ji family was already showing faint signs of becoming overwhelmingly dominant.

When Ji Luoluo was three, the Ji estate’s power reached its peak.

General Ji began to harbor disloyal thoughts.

After thinking it over again and again, he decided to rebel.

The Incident at Qianqing Gate came without warning. General Ji brought his thirteen iron riders and forced his way into the palace. The old emperor was so frightened he nearly wet himself. Just as he was being forced to write an abdication edict-

My Royal Father, who had been playing the pig to eat the tiger all along, arrived like a god descending to save the world and rescued the emperor.

Wherever the curved blades of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun passed, severed limbs followed.

I heard that beneath Qianqing Gate that day, it was as if a rain of blood had fallen.

The ground was scarlet everywhere, gorgeous to the extreme.

General Ji suffered a crushing defeat.

The old emperor’s body had already been hollowed out by wine and women. After that fright, his lamp ran out of oil.

Before he died, trembling, he passed the throne to my Royal Father.

The first thing my Royal Father did after ascending the throne was execute the rebel faction.

The entire Ji clan was thrown into prison.

By all rights, Sang Yu, as the general’s wife, should have had no chance of escaping death. But my Royal Father insisted on protecting her, and even brought her three-year-old daughter into the palace along with her.

I had to admit, even among simps, someone as committed as my Royal Father was rare in this world.

My Royal Father originally wanted to make Sang Yu empress, but the court ministers were not having it.

Helpless, Royal Father could only grant her the rank of Beauty for the time being.

Sang Yu was decisive too. The moment she entered the palace, she changed her daughter’s surname to hers, making her Sang.

Sang Luoluo was fair and adorable, as precious as carved jade and snow, and was indeed very likable.

As for me…

I was born of the empress, the fourth princess, the most noble Legitimate Princess in the palace.

My Empress Mother came from a great aristocratic clan. When my Royal Father ascended the throne, the ministers had selected her for him as the mother of the nation.

She was dignified, gentle, and steady in all she did. If a talent like her were put in our modern world, she would absolutely be top-tier corporate elite material!

But my brainless Royal Father simply could not see the virtues radiating from my Empress Mother. Ever since Beauty Sang entered the palace, he summoned her every night. Aside from clocking in at my Empress Mother’s place on the first and fifteenth of each month, he spent all his time in Listening Bamboo Palace.

Royal Father doted exclusively on the Sang Clan. He even withstood pressure from the court to give her the position of noble consort.

In the book, the original Qi Qing longed desperately for Royal Father’s love. She envied Sang Luoluo, and at the same time, she was madly jealous of her. From childhood to adulthood, Sang Luoluo had taken far too many things from her.

So when her fiancé wanted to break off their engagement and marry Sang Luoluo instead, she snapped and turned evil.

The original Qi Qing opposed the female lead at every turn, and in the end, she was burned alive in her own palace.